A/N: Jimin's POV will be a bit backdated to the incidents before. Precisely from the time when Jungkook took a ride to Tae's house saying Jimin left with Yoongi for the day.

(Refer to Chapter 23: Igniting Something New)
You will get to know his side of the story.
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Jimin's POV

It's been days. Days since I have not returned home to my parents. For some reasons, I keep putting up with Yoongi and being around him, with him.

Since the lunch by the garden, I have not seen Taehyung nor Jungkook. At first, I didn't mind spending the time with Yoongi, for I really like him. Enough to say that I felt a very strong connection towards him.

But, soon after hours of being around him, I felt something was wrong.

I felt scared and nervous, more terrified than I have ever been. This feeling was not for me, but more so for Taehyungie.

I trembled with shivers running down my spine and darkness clouding my mind whenever I tried to think about reaching out for Taehyungie.

Hence, I went to talk to Yoongi. It was right after Yoongi and I had finished our heated sex. Gosh, I just love it when he pounds into me and makes me scream like a slut.

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"Yoongi?" I walked into his living room, with a black silk robe on.

"Mmhm?" He was reading a book. It was a dark navy leather book, pretty torn by the edges, handwritten words filling the yellow-stained pages.

"I...I want to leave. I need to see Taehyung."

He stopped his page flicking and turned to me. God, is he one handsome devil or what?

My breath hitched as he lowered the book, revealing his sculpted upper body, wearing nothing but loose sweatpants lining down his waistband as he walked closer to me.

I examined him up close, he is so irresistible. I ran my fingers through the side of his head, letting the tip of my fingers to feel the undercut he had on his icy blond head.

Damn.

"Hey, might wanna continue speaking instead of demolishing me with your lustful eyes?" Yoongi smirked at me, snapping me out of my action.

"Oh...sorry. I-I said I want to see Tae."

"Um, why babe? You saw him for lunch earlier. He is with Jungkook now."

"But Yoongs, he didn't know I left with you. I tried calling him but he is not picking up. He never returned my 20 over calls and messages."

"I told you Jimin, he is with Jungkook."

"B-but, I also...I have this very bad feeling churning in the pit of my stomach. I need to see him now."

"I told you. He. Is. With. Jungkook."

"Yoongi?"

"Yes baby?"

"Why are you sounding like you're threatening me?"

"Am I? Or should I? You keep blabbering about your silly little friend. I don't wanna hear about it."

I was shocked. Did Yoongi just speak to me like I mean nothing to him? Like my feelings and my presence means zero to him? He wasn't speaking like this to me when he first approached me.

"Yoongi...I-I want to leave."

"No, you're not going to leave Jimin."

That's it. I do not give a damn, I need to leave. Yoongi was giving me a very dark vibe and I don't feel safe. I was starring at him so intently that I did not realize when did he had me up in his arms, cradling me like a baby.

"Yoongi! Stop it, let me down."

I tried to squirm and beat his strong chest, demanding to let me go. It was all of no avail. I am equally built like him but I am nowhere near his strength when it comes to muscles.

"Nope, we are going to bed and you're staying with me."

"But Yoongi! We had sex!! We had lots of them, now let me go."

I can't help it but turn a little embarrassed when I said it out loud.

"You loved it didn't you?" I saw him smirking. That one nasty smirk which made me drop to my knees every damn time.

I stopped fighting.

"Gave up already? So, what you say? Another round?"

"I swear to God Yoo-..."

It took him less than a second to rip my silk robe off, attacking my naked body with so much attitude, making me moan in pleasure.

Taehyung who? I will check on him later. For now, I need to concentrate on not to give out lewd moans so easily each time I feel Yoongi's touch on my body.

I swear I can never think straight whenever Yoongi is near me, it's like I am completely shielded from every other thing and all I could see is him.

What is he doing to me?

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I woke up another day, another morning in Yoongi's bed. I must say, I am not complaining whenever I took a sniff in the air and feel overwhelmed by the fresh minty scent and sex.

"Yoongi?" I turned myself gently, trying to not wince in pain as I grabbed his arms around my waist.

"Hmm?"

"Can I take a bath? I could definitely use a warm one now."

I nuzzled my face into the dent of his neck and collarbone, unconsciously leaving a trail of kisses. I cannot resist this man. I have no idea it was in me all these while, but I cannot resist the sexual urges and neediness with Yoongi.

It's like I am trapped with him, but I am not complaining.

"Sure sweetheart, I will be right back."

He kissed the top of my head and got off the bed to the bathroom. All the while showcasing his perfect ass as he walked forward.

I giggled like in ecstasy when I thought about all the mischiefs we had since the day we gave in to one another. Gosh, I need to tell Taehyungie all about this, he is gonna freak!

Noticing how long Yoongi is taking with the bath, I took off the blanket over me and stepped down carefully to grab a bottle of water from the kitchen. Staying hydrated is so important when I have a man down my throat all the alternate hours.

I left the room with a silk robe on as I headed towards the kitchen, leaving Yoongi to run the bath.

After emptying two bottles at the same time, I checked on my phone on the living room table, only scrunching my nose to not have any messages or calls from Taehyungie.

"This little asshole. I will smack his head for forgetting about me after seeing Jungkook." I giggled as I plugged my phone into charge.

I was about to leave back to the bedroom when I notice the book Yoongi was reading laid open in the couch. Feeling impulsive and curious, I took a step towards the book and read the page that was written in some sort of gibberish.

It was actually English but the way it's written, made it look like ancient writing.

"What is this?" I took the book and began reading.

"Is this some magic voodoo shit?" I flicked a few pages, not understanding anything at all. It was written in details about certain rituals, something about Angel's touch and tainting...

I flicked it all the way to the end page to read the author's note.

For the Prince of Darkness will overcome the battle against the Celestial, rule the Underworld, break the chain and summon the greatest evil on Earth on the day the soul of the Purest among the Heavenly realm falls with taint.

This prophecy will take place and rituals will be completed before the day the Pure Soul turns 21 years old of age, fully tainted, with a steel dagger pierced through the Celestial's heart at the Garden of Nem.

Prince of Demon shall reign. He shall start the new beginning, prevail the ruling of the evil against the goodness. Darkness over Light.

Prince Jungkook of the Dark Realm shall win his battle against the purest of them all,
the Pure Soul of the heavenly realm,
Prince Taehyung of Light.

What the actual fck? What the hell is this book? I flicked through a few pages again. How the hell does Yoongi have this book? Is this some sort of sick joke?

I turned the page to the very front and ran my fingers through the words...

This Dark Book is manifested and guarded by the demon guard, Min Yoongi.

I gasped in horror as I stood there, petrified. Am I in a twister parallel alternate universe right now? I have no idea what is going on but my legs are not moving an inch, voice being muffled deep in my throat, unable to scream or speak.

What am I suppose to do?

Taehyung. I need to talk to Taehyung.

I was ready to finally flee the spot after dropping the book at the original place, the page turned back to where Yoongi have left it.

"Jimin?"

Crap. He found me.

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Ops. Yoongi got him.